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(teamwork) chapter 6, scene six.
Why is it so hard to write. It's not even hot anymore. T_T Is it me or is the end of this scene really stilted?
As always, grammar, spelling, "what the hell did you mean by THAT" and other suggestions are welcome.
Naruto arrived back home to trip on a box, and only managed to hang onto the door by the tips of his fingers.
"Hey, what the..."
He stared at the box, confused. It was full of his things; weapon cleaning kit, an old kunai pouch, a wad of explosive tag paper, his frog wallet, and other odds and ends that had progressively spilled from his bags onto the floor around the couch. For a moment he thought --
"...Sasuke?" he called, staring at the box. It was brown, carton, and very unassuming.
"We're moving. Did you get the scrolls?"
We. Naruto relaxed; we. Whatever it was, it was alright -- waitasec. "Ah -- yeah, yeah, I got them. We're moving?"
Sasuke was in the kitchen, stacking up pots and pans. "Yes. Your own scrolls and weapons are in here. I cleaned your pile of dirty clothes along with some of mine; they're drying."
"Oh. Okay," he replied amiably. "Uh, by the way, Sasuke, what the fuck?"
"Did you go deaf?" Sasuke retorted, rolling his eyes at him before turning away again.
"Did you go crazy? I leave for a few hours and when I come back, we're in the middle of moving? I thought we agreed there weren't any good places in the paper!"
Sasuke grunted, and wound a length of wire through the biggest pot's handles to keep the little pots inside. "We're going to the Uchiha compound."
Oh, alright, that made perfect sense. Not. Just the other day, Sasuke had had a massive breakdown about that stupid district, and now he wanted to come back? Naruto admitted that living there -- in one of the houses that weren't burned to the ground, that is -- would have been the easiest way, and he hadn't really thought it out much at first, but after due thought... The last time they'd been there, Sasuke had lost it. Naruto wasn't willing to stay there if it put him on edge. "... You hit your head, didn't you?"
"Naruto, shut up, and go get blankets. They're in the closet in my bedroom."
"What the hell! No, I won't. I'm not your lackey."
Sasuke hissed between his clenched teeth, as if he was forcing himself to breathe out because Naruto was just that annoying. Like he wasn't the one willfully being an ass!
"Fine, stay here, I don't care. I've warned the landlord I wasn't renewing the lease, though, so you have ten days left before you have to find somewhere else to stay."
Naruto stood there and watched him, fists balled at his sides, unable to believe it. "You... You utter asshole."
Sasuke barely grunted in acknowledgement, and opened a closet in the corridor. Naruto stalked toward him and slammed the door closed under his nose, hand firmly set in the middle of the door. "Don't you think maybe you should consult other people before you make that kind of decision?! You want to move, so we both have to move?! What the hell, I live here too!"
Sasuke closed his eyes and massaged the bridge of his nose; Naruto wanted to hit him, all his good humor from his date with Sakura evaporated. How dare he act like Naruto was the one who behaved like an unreasonable, irrational ass?
"You're missing the point."
"Well then tell me about the point, instead of assuming that I should read your twisted brain and immediately know what the hell you're on about! When I left you were just fine staying here! You didn't seem to even want to leave the apartment unless there was a fire or something! And now you want something else and I should just have guessed--"
Sasuke hissed again, and finally turned to face him. "Shut up, Naruto! It's not about what I want. It's about what we need. And right now, we need more space." He gave a long, meaningful look at the pockets full of scrolls Naruto had stolen from the restricted section and the Hokage. "And less neighbors."
"... Oh."
Naruto pushed away from the closet to free him, still scowling.
"Was it so hard to tell me first, instead of just -- argh. You're annoying."
He stomped inside Sasuke's bedroom, throwing open the closet doors to dig out the blankets. He figured they'd be camping out for a few days, or something. There was a sleeping bag too, but it seemed a bit old and anyway they had the ones they used on missions.
He wasn't sure he liked the idea of Sasuke going back to the Uchiha district so soon, but if he said he could, then the only thing calling him on it would bring was broken bones. And the jerk had lived there from age eight to thirteen, after all, and he hadn't died or anything.
Wait, it had ended with the Orochimaru fiasco.
But if he said he could... Rrrrgh. Hn. Whatever. Naruto bet no one like the amazing Uzumaki Naruto had ever lived inside the Uchiha district's walls. He would totally make it non-gloomy enough for the three of them.
Four of them, maybe.
... Damn, it was hard to stay angry when he was reminded of that little detail. Hugest little detail in the world, it was. Still pouting a bit, for the principle, he picked up a huge armful of blankets and stomped outside, giving Sasuke a resentful look as he capitulated.
"... Fine, fine. Whatever. Still, we could have talked about it first."
"What for? It was the only viable decision."
Oh, he was so -- so -- ARGH! "There are days I really hate your guts, you know."
Naruto piled his blankets on the kitchen counter. By the table, Sasuke was surveying the stuff he'd packed critically. Naruto could see cleaning products in there, amongst the pans and food and toilet paper; he couldn't help but snicker a bit.
"It's a good thing you're such a perfect little housewife, or I might divorce you."
Sasuke glared at him, but didn't snap back whatever insult he'd had in mind; damn. It wasn't funny when he pulled the 'more mature than you' card.
"Housewife nothing, you're the one who's going to be cleaning out the house this evening. I have to read the scrolls you brought."
"Oi! That's not fair!"
Sasuke sighed. "Stop whining and get your traveling bag. We're just camping out for tonight, we'll make trips back and forth tomorrow for the rest."
Good to know Naruto could still predict him some of the time. "Well, since you've got it all planned out, your Majesty. Got a house in mind?"
"...Yes, actually. The house seemed in good condition the last time I saw it, it should be livable."
They picked up everything -- the traveling backpacks, the additional blankets, the cooking utensils and food -- then Naruto went out and waited for Sasuke to lock the door. They were charged like pack mules; one of the neighbors stared at them as they trudged down the stairs. Naruto grinned back; the old man looked away with a huff.
"So what made you decide to move so fast?" he asked Sasuke as they made their way through Konoha.
Sasuke shrugged, looking away. "Something I found in one of Kakashi's scrolls. The phases of the moon matter, apparently, and I don't want to waste a month."
Naruto blinked. "That's weird -- wait, figures. He did say Sakura only had three days to choose whether to keep the child or not because it was the full moon soon, or something." It was strange to think that it had only been two months since that night; it felt like forever, and those few days had been so frantic, so full of things. "Does it matter for real? I didn't think jutsus worked like that..."
Sasuke frowned, and gave the street around them a suspicious look. "I'm not giving you a lesson in elemental resonance now." Naruto understood 'in the middle of the street'. "Just think of it as an extension of the rule that makes it easier to use Suiton jutsus in areas where there's water close by."
Naruto scratched his head, almost let the blankets drop, and caught them again with a sheepish wince. "But moon isn't an element."
"Mmh. But it -- 'che." Now Sasuke looked bothered, as if he didn't know where to start.
"Yeah, maybe you should discuss that with Sakura-chan," Naruto continued, and gave Sasuke a 'what can you do' smile and a shrug. It was disappointing to want to understand something for once, and to know that he didn't have the level, but... Naruto didn't think himself stupid -- he got great ideas regularly, and no one had ever accused him of learning a jutsu too slowly -- but he wasn't an academic either, so maybe it really was a waste of time to explain it to him.
"Oh yeah. Mind copying the stuff you need quickly? I'll replace the old hag's scroll tomorrow... Provided it's the right one."
"What do you mean, provided it's the right one? I thought you remembered what it looked like."
"Yeah, but there was a pile of them and then they all fell, so I got one, but I'm not sure it's the right one. Either way, she's gonna notice soon."
Sasuke's scowl deepened, but in the end he shrugged. "Fine, fine. I shouldn't need it that long. Kakashi's scroll gave me a good lead, I just need details..."
Sasuke's voice trailed off as he thought; then he gave Naruto a sidelong glance. Naruto wondered what he was plotting now.
"You'll put Kakashi's scroll back too."
"Oi! What for?"
"I can't show up there two times in a row."
"Ah, and because me showing up just after you doesn't look weird -- what does it matter anyway, no one saw you, right?"
Naruto stared in confusion at Sasuke's back as the black-haired boy stomped ahead.
"... What? Someone saw you? Hah! Talk about a great ninja, you got caught by one of his neighbors--"
"He wasn't gone," Sasuke muttered through clenched teeth.
"He wasn't?! What the heck, I thought he was doing something this afternoon! Something more important than training." Naruto stomped alongside Sasuke, annoyed. It figured that Kakashi would consider lazing around his apartment all afternoon more important than training his students.
Sasuke gave him a huff and looked away, muttering under his breath. "Yeah, that's what I thought too."
Naruto was tempted to laugh at him for being caught, but then, Sakura and Tsunade had almost caught him too. Anyway, what was bastard-sensei doing at home that was more important than training, seriously?
Similarly disgruntled, the boys trudged onwards to the Uchiha compound.
As always, grammar, spelling, "what the hell did you mean by THAT" and other suggestions are welcome.
Naruto arrived back home to trip on a box, and only managed to hang onto the door by the tips of his fingers.
"Hey, what the..."
He stared at the box, confused. It was full of his things; weapon cleaning kit, an old kunai pouch, a wad of explosive tag paper, his frog wallet, and other odds and ends that had progressively spilled from his bags onto the floor around the couch. For a moment he thought --
"...Sasuke?" he called, staring at the box. It was brown, carton, and very unassuming.
"We're moving. Did you get the scrolls?"
We. Naruto relaxed; we. Whatever it was, it was alright -- waitasec. "Ah -- yeah, yeah, I got them. We're moving?"
Sasuke was in the kitchen, stacking up pots and pans. "Yes. Your own scrolls and weapons are in here. I cleaned your pile of dirty clothes along with some of mine; they're drying."
"Oh. Okay," he replied amiably. "Uh, by the way, Sasuke, what the fuck?"
"Did you go deaf?" Sasuke retorted, rolling his eyes at him before turning away again.
"Did you go crazy? I leave for a few hours and when I come back, we're in the middle of moving? I thought we agreed there weren't any good places in the paper!"
Sasuke grunted, and wound a length of wire through the biggest pot's handles to keep the little pots inside. "We're going to the Uchiha compound."
Oh, alright, that made perfect sense. Not. Just the other day, Sasuke had had a massive breakdown about that stupid district, and now he wanted to come back? Naruto admitted that living there -- in one of the houses that weren't burned to the ground, that is -- would have been the easiest way, and he hadn't really thought it out much at first, but after due thought... The last time they'd been there, Sasuke had lost it. Naruto wasn't willing to stay there if it put him on edge. "... You hit your head, didn't you?"
"Naruto, shut up, and go get blankets. They're in the closet in my bedroom."
"What the hell! No, I won't. I'm not your lackey."
Sasuke hissed between his clenched teeth, as if he was forcing himself to breathe out because Naruto was just that annoying. Like he wasn't the one willfully being an ass!
"Fine, stay here, I don't care. I've warned the landlord I wasn't renewing the lease, though, so you have ten days left before you have to find somewhere else to stay."
Naruto stood there and watched him, fists balled at his sides, unable to believe it. "You... You utter asshole."
Sasuke barely grunted in acknowledgement, and opened a closet in the corridor. Naruto stalked toward him and slammed the door closed under his nose, hand firmly set in the middle of the door. "Don't you think maybe you should consult other people before you make that kind of decision?! You want to move, so we both have to move?! What the hell, I live here too!"
Sasuke closed his eyes and massaged the bridge of his nose; Naruto wanted to hit him, all his good humor from his date with Sakura evaporated. How dare he act like Naruto was the one who behaved like an unreasonable, irrational ass?
"You're missing the point."
"Well then tell me about the point, instead of assuming that I should read your twisted brain and immediately know what the hell you're on about! When I left you were just fine staying here! You didn't seem to even want to leave the apartment unless there was a fire or something! And now you want something else and I should just have guessed--"
Sasuke hissed again, and finally turned to face him. "Shut up, Naruto! It's not about what I want. It's about what we need. And right now, we need more space." He gave a long, meaningful look at the pockets full of scrolls Naruto had stolen from the restricted section and the Hokage. "And less neighbors."
"... Oh."
Naruto pushed away from the closet to free him, still scowling.
"Was it so hard to tell me first, instead of just -- argh. You're annoying."
He stomped inside Sasuke's bedroom, throwing open the closet doors to dig out the blankets. He figured they'd be camping out for a few days, or something. There was a sleeping bag too, but it seemed a bit old and anyway they had the ones they used on missions.
He wasn't sure he liked the idea of Sasuke going back to the Uchiha district so soon, but if he said he could, then the only thing calling him on it would bring was broken bones. And the jerk had lived there from age eight to thirteen, after all, and he hadn't died or anything.
Wait, it had ended with the Orochimaru fiasco.
But if he said he could... Rrrrgh. Hn. Whatever. Naruto bet no one like the amazing Uzumaki Naruto had ever lived inside the Uchiha district's walls. He would totally make it non-gloomy enough for the three of them.
Four of them, maybe.
... Damn, it was hard to stay angry when he was reminded of that little detail. Hugest little detail in the world, it was. Still pouting a bit, for the principle, he picked up a huge armful of blankets and stomped outside, giving Sasuke a resentful look as he capitulated.
"... Fine, fine. Whatever. Still, we could have talked about it first."
"What for? It was the only viable decision."
Oh, he was so -- so -- ARGH! "There are days I really hate your guts, you know."
Naruto piled his blankets on the kitchen counter. By the table, Sasuke was surveying the stuff he'd packed critically. Naruto could see cleaning products in there, amongst the pans and food and toilet paper; he couldn't help but snicker a bit.
"It's a good thing you're such a perfect little housewife, or I might divorce you."
Sasuke glared at him, but didn't snap back whatever insult he'd had in mind; damn. It wasn't funny when he pulled the 'more mature than you' card.
"Housewife nothing, you're the one who's going to be cleaning out the house this evening. I have to read the scrolls you brought."
"Oi! That's not fair!"
Sasuke sighed. "Stop whining and get your traveling bag. We're just camping out for tonight, we'll make trips back and forth tomorrow for the rest."
Good to know Naruto could still predict him some of the time. "Well, since you've got it all planned out, your Majesty. Got a house in mind?"
"...Yes, actually. The house seemed in good condition the last time I saw it, it should be livable."
They picked up everything -- the traveling backpacks, the additional blankets, the cooking utensils and food -- then Naruto went out and waited for Sasuke to lock the door. They were charged like pack mules; one of the neighbors stared at them as they trudged down the stairs. Naruto grinned back; the old man looked away with a huff.
"So what made you decide to move so fast?" he asked Sasuke as they made their way through Konoha.
Sasuke shrugged, looking away. "Something I found in one of Kakashi's scrolls. The phases of the moon matter, apparently, and I don't want to waste a month."
Naruto blinked. "That's weird -- wait, figures. He did say Sakura only had three days to choose whether to keep the child or not because it was the full moon soon, or something." It was strange to think that it had only been two months since that night; it felt like forever, and those few days had been so frantic, so full of things. "Does it matter for real? I didn't think jutsus worked like that..."
Sasuke frowned, and gave the street around them a suspicious look. "I'm not giving you a lesson in elemental resonance now." Naruto understood 'in the middle of the street'. "Just think of it as an extension of the rule that makes it easier to use Suiton jutsus in areas where there's water close by."
Naruto scratched his head, almost let the blankets drop, and caught them again with a sheepish wince. "But moon isn't an element."
"Mmh. But it -- 'che." Now Sasuke looked bothered, as if he didn't know where to start.
"Yeah, maybe you should discuss that with Sakura-chan," Naruto continued, and gave Sasuke a 'what can you do' smile and a shrug. It was disappointing to want to understand something for once, and to know that he didn't have the level, but... Naruto didn't think himself stupid -- he got great ideas regularly, and no one had ever accused him of learning a jutsu too slowly -- but he wasn't an academic either, so maybe it really was a waste of time to explain it to him.
"Oh yeah. Mind copying the stuff you need quickly? I'll replace the old hag's scroll tomorrow... Provided it's the right one."
"What do you mean, provided it's the right one? I thought you remembered what it looked like."
"Yeah, but there was a pile of them and then they all fell, so I got one, but I'm not sure it's the right one. Either way, she's gonna notice soon."
Sasuke's scowl deepened, but in the end he shrugged. "Fine, fine. I shouldn't need it that long. Kakashi's scroll gave me a good lead, I just need details..."
Sasuke's voice trailed off as he thought; then he gave Naruto a sidelong glance. Naruto wondered what he was plotting now.
"You'll put Kakashi's scroll back too."
"Oi! What for?"
"I can't show up there two times in a row."
"Ah, and because me showing up just after you doesn't look weird -- what does it matter anyway, no one saw you, right?"
Naruto stared in confusion at Sasuke's back as the black-haired boy stomped ahead.
"... What? Someone saw you? Hah! Talk about a great ninja, you got caught by one of his neighbors--"
"He wasn't gone," Sasuke muttered through clenched teeth.
"He wasn't?! What the heck, I thought he was doing something this afternoon! Something more important than training." Naruto stomped alongside Sasuke, annoyed. It figured that Kakashi would consider lazing around his apartment all afternoon more important than training his students.
Sasuke gave him a huff and looked away, muttering under his breath. "Yeah, that's what I thought too."
Naruto was tempted to laugh at him for being caught, but then, Sakura and Tsunade had almost caught him too. Anyway, what was bastard-sensei doing at home that was more important than training, seriously?
Similarly disgruntled, the boys trudged onwards to the Uchiha compound.
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Have I mention how much I love Naruto? XD
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I am slightly confused, though: they're going back to Sasuke's house, which I thought was the same Uchiha house Sasuke tried to burn down and got the fire department called on all of them? Or if not, what was it Sasuke had tried to burn down? I can't think of anywhere he'd want to burn more than his own house, anyhow...
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He did say Sakura only had three days to choose because it was the full moon soon, or something." It was strange to think that it had only been two months since that night; it felt like forever, and those two days had been so frantic, so full of things.
First it's three days then it's two months then it's two days again; I'm guessing it should be three days, two days, and two days?
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as for the days-months thing, you're right, it's confusing. *edit edit* thanks love! ^^
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I don't know why there is a second '?' in my first post.
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Okay, this one might just be me, but this part looks like it should be worded a little differently:
"...what the hell you're on about!..."
Should it be "going on about", or some variation? Meh, it could just be me, too, but that's the only part that made me go "bwuh?"
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I always, always mess up this expression for some reason. thanks hon. ^^;
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come should be go; weren't should be wasn't.
Anyway, what was bastard-sensei doing at home that was more important than training, seriously?
*coughmolestingIrukacoughCOUGH*
XDIt did seem a bit like you were getting strained towards the end, but it still meets my stringent standards of excellence.
Hee!
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no one had ever accused him of learning a jutsu too slowly
Iruka did, in the first episode. "You've been in the academy for three years and you still can't transform properly?"
Overall, the scene works okay. It seems stilted in places, but overall it's all right. I'm really curious about what their plan is...
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It was brown, carton, and very unassuming.
Cardboard, not carton.
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"And less neighbors." <--------------- yay for the OT3!
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I think you mean 'loaded,' not 'charged.'
I really like the way those two snap at each other, especially since you can tell that they do care, underneath. :-)
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Then again... i like everything u post, so i might not be a good judge :)
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Plus, I think boys snarking at each other is some of the absolute best interaction ever. *Eats it up, mmmm delicious*
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